blood spatter at cemetary

On Being Celibate…

I don’t have sex with beings I can’t see. I don’t have sex that often with beings that I can see. It is not that I enjoy being celibate. I just find it safer. Being joined to another leaves you vulnerable.

Mannie called me last night. Said he was about to hook up with someone who had the fang tonic and that the GPS in his phone was on. So that I could come and get him…he had laughed.

Here I stand, in the bloody smear of what was once Mannie.

Friends come and go.

The phone works…I’ll keep it.